While Yin Dong's memorial service was being held, there were still many entertainment reporters who couldn't enter the hotel hovering outside Huaxing Hotel.
They squatted downstairs with their cameras on their shoulders, expecting to meet one or two celebrities who came to the memorial service, even if they only took a few photos from a distance, they could fabricate some gossip news through their clothes that day.
Kuaigou Entertainment also has a reporter, this person is named Luo Chao, and he is an old fritter in the paparazzi circle. He forged a lot of official media press cards, and obtained a copy of the invitation letter of the memorial service through some private channels. He tried to follow the crowd into the venue, but the memorial service actually adopted a QR code to enter the venue. In this way, each person who receives the invitation will have a yard, so that he can take advantage of it.
Luo Chao left the hotel depressed, so he could only squat in the shade of a nearby tree.
Going around in a circle, the hiding place is already full of paparazzi who tried to sneak in like him in twos and threes. Looking around, they are all familiar faces.
"Hey, Brother Luo, you didn't go in either?" Another gossip reporter saw him and waved at him gloatingly, "Come on, let's squat together!"
"... Fuck." Luo Chao cursed secretly, and walked over with the camera on his back.
The person who spoke to him came from "Peach Media", a little-known small company that specializes in fabricating the love life of stars to attract people's attention.
"Brother Luo is a bit late today." The man took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and handed it to Luo Chao.
"I really don't know which bastard came up with the trick of scanning the QR code to enter the arena!" Luo Chao lit a cigarette and chatted with the little reporter while puffing.
"Who else? It must be Yao from Xinxing Entertainment. In order to hold a memorial service for the old friend, she has to guard against us like thieves."
Luo Chao nodded in agreement: "Yeah, this woman is a ruthless character. Not long ago, I just caught out the undercover agent we sent. She is a very good girl. She just opened her mouth without saying a word!... Hey, you said Yin Dong is her." A good date? Is there a reason for this?"
"No, let's guess for ourselves... To be honest, Yin Dong hasn't had any negative news for so many years, and I kind of believe that he is really a saint of asceticism."
"He's a saint if there's no negative news? Let's pull it down! Let me tell you, there's no one clean in the entertainment industry. He didn't collapse because he defended well, and his manager is also good. He doesn't even know whose mother it is." Isn’t the son a breakthrough point? So many people have wanted to dig up this news for so many years, but do you see who has dug it up?”
"That's right..."
"Yin Dong's son is also being protected by the surnamed Yao. All the news comes out from within, and they don't even leave us a scumbag!"
"Looking at how she protects her shortcomings, could Yin Chang be her and Yin Dong's son?"
"Can they give birth to such a beautiful son?"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
"But it's strange, that kid doesn't look like his father at all."
"Got plastic surgery, isn't all the little fresh meats now plastic surgery..."
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While chatting, the sharp-eyed Luo Chao saw that there seemed to be something wrong with the entrance of the hotel, "Hey, look there!" He reminded aloud.
The peach media reporter followed his line of sight and saw a middle-aged woman in black holding a black child in the same hand, as if she was entangled with the hotel security.
This special day, special place, this scene will naturally attract the attention of the paparazzi.
"Those two also went to Yin Dong's memorial service?"
"I don't know... She doesn't look like a celebrity, maybe she's a female fan with a baby?"
Luo Chao pinched his cigarette, got up and said, "I'll go and have a look."
"Go, go." The Tao Media reporter sat lazily on the ponytail that came with him and smoked, not interested in anyone other than celebrities.
When Luo Chao approached, he heard the woman begging the security guard: "We really just want to go up and see Mr. Yin."
The woman was in her thirties and looked gentle. The child next to her was over one meter tall, about eight or nine years old, kicking a small stone at her feet silently with her head down.
The security guard frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you that you can't get in without an invitation letter!"
Woman: "Isn't it okay to accommodate a little?"
The security guard got impatient: "What kind of accommodating, that's Yin Dong. Anyone can go to his memorial service?"
The woman was begging at first, but seeing the attitude of the other party, she became anxious: "We are not just anyone!" She took the child's hand and explained with great effort, "This child, this child is Yin Dong's son!"
The security guard laughed angrily, pointing at the fan group stopped by the hotel security far away, "Over there, over there, there was a woman who rushed over just now and said that she is Yin Dong's wife!"
The woman suddenly went dumb.
The security guard persuaded her in a good voice: "I said big sister, you should take the child back, it's not that I don't show affection, it's Yin Dong, the great actor! Do you know who are the people who came to the memorial service today?" Understand, this is my job. There are female fans in the hotel who have been living in VIP suites for several days, and they are all blocked from entering the memorial hall. I can't see Yin Dong either!"
The woman froze in place, looking extremely helpless, she rubbed the child's head apologetically: "I'm afraid we won't see your Uncle Yin..."
Hearing this, the boy raised his head, blinked his big eyes, then lowered his head in disappointment.
There was nothing the woman could do. She stretched her neck and looked in for a moment, but saw the security guard waved them away and said, "Go back, go back!"
She finally gave up, took the boy's hand and coaxed, "Teacher, go buy you a KFC chicken nugget, okay?"
Reluctantly, the boy looked back at the high-end hotel high in the sky, and followed the woman step by step.
Luo Chao followed them quietly until they reached the opposite side of the road, then walked up quickly and stopped them: "Ma'am, I'm sorry, excuse me..."
The woman stopped and wondered, "What's the matter?"
Luo Chao took out a fake press card from his pocket, put on a professional and polite smile, and introduced himself: "I am a reporter from Dongshi Entertainment. I just heard you talking to the security guard at the entrance of the hotel. I was a little curious and wanted to come over. Ask about... ”
Dongshi Entertainment is a regular big-name media. The woman glanced at the press card and had no doubts about Luo Chao's words. But in the face of a reporter with unknown purpose, she was still a little on guard, and subconsciously pulled the child behind her, and asked, "What do you want to know?"
Luo Chao glanced at the child and asked curiously, "You just said that this child is Yin Dong's son?"
The woman said awkwardly: "No, it's just that I was in a hurry, so I said it casually..."
Luo Chao was keenly aware that the other party's eyes were dodging when she said this, and he was sure that she had something to dig, and continued to seduce: "Hehe, it doesn't matter, for the child's sake, I have a way to take him to Yin Dong's memorial service meeting."
"Really?" The woman's eyes lit up.
"Of course." Seeing that she was hooked, Luo Chao took out a realistic copy of the invitation letter from his pocket and showed her, "Actually, I was also planning to attend Yin Dong's memorial service, but I was late due to some business. The memorial ceremony It’s already started now, and it’s not convenient for me to enter the venue halfway, so I was smoking a cigarette downstairs, and I happened to overhear the conversation between you and the security guard.”
"That's it..." The woman and the boy looked at each other with joy on their faces, but she didn't know what to think, and she became nervous again.
Luo Chao glanced at his watch and said, "The memorial ceremony will last for thirty or forty minutes. In my opinion, why don't we go to the KFC in front to buy some food for the children and chat casually. There will be a dinner later on, so let's take advantage of that time." Go up, and it won't affect others."
The woman hesitated for a moment, and seeing the boy's expectant look, she finally wavered: "That's fine."